The Todoroki Life

Damn it!

    "Welcome!" the short mouse looking guy exclaimed. "All Might has expressed to me that he is interested in getting you into U.A.!"
    "Uh, yeah..." I nodded.
    What a strange looking dude...
    "Take a seat!"
    I edged towards the table and sat down, Shoto taking a seat next to me and All Might next to him.
    "You can head off to class, son," Endeavor demanded.
    "I don't think so. I won't let you manipulate Sam in my absence, so I'll stay..."
    Endeavor shot him a sharp look full of hatred. That was one thing Shoto really needed to learn, how to watch his tone and what he said, around Father. I didn't blame him for it, he had no respect for Father and neither did I, but there were better approaches to deal with him...
    "Besides," All Might chimed in, "the two of you are early! Class doesn't start for another hour!"
    My father turned to stare at me, intimidating me, slightly. There was disgust in his eyes as his words from yesterday played over in my head. And a dream is all it will ever be. Maybe he was right... Maybe I should have never even went to that meeting and accepted the fact that I was quirkless and would never be a hero.
    "Hey..." I heard Shoto say, but I was lost in my father's trance; it was as if I literally could not turn my head.
"Hey," he repeated.
I turned to look at him.
"Don't let Dad intimidate you. If you want this, go after it. I'm behind you all the way..." he encouraged in a hushed voice.
I nodded. All I needed was the approval of people who mattered, not jerks like my father. Who cared if I went against someone who didn't truly want what's best for me? Then I thought about how great it would be to prove my father wrong...
I looked back over at the mouse looking man, who I assumed was the principal of the school.
"I want this," I said with all the seriousness I could muster.
"Great!" he smiled. "Oh! Please forgive me, for I have not, yet introduced myself! I am Nezu, but you may call me Mr. Principal! It is a pleasure to meet you, young lady!"
"It's nice to meet you, too. I'm Samarah Todoroki."
"I am glad to see that you are passionate about U.A. and becoming a hero! But you are going to have to endure a few tests, as well as-"
"This is ridiculous!" Endeavor roared, standing out of his chair and slamming his fist against the table.
We all turned to look at him.
"The quirkless can't be heroes! You were created for that purpose and have only become a failure! You do not deserve to be part of this school!"
"Watch your mouth," Shoto growled, "if you went here, Sam certainly could make it, you-"
"Woah, there!" All Might exclaimed. "Lower the tension, boys. We understand your concern, Mr. Todoroki, but the world of heroes is drastically evolving! There is now a chance for the quirkless to excel in the field!"
But was there really...? As far as I knew, I would be the first... Not to mention, it was obvious people with quirks would have a better shot at becoming a hero... People weren't equal in this world, unfortunately.
"You already have my son, you don't need her, too!" Endeavor hollered.
I knew he was ashamed of me, but it kind of encouraged me to want this even more. I wanted to see his face when I became a better hero than him someday... At least, that would be nice, but I knew it probably wasn't possible. I knew I was weak without a quirk... That was just how things were in the world, and who was I to try and change that? I was nobody special...
"But, Sir, we could take all the help we can get!" Mr. Principal exclaimed.
"All she'll do is fail you! She can't be a hero!"
"And who are you to not even give her a chance?!" Shoto shot back. "And just so you know, she won't fail! She'll be a better hero than you someday! And I-"
I placed my hand on his shoulder, and he shut his mouth abruptly. I appreciated his help, but I had a few things I wanted to say. I never spoke up much when it came to my dad, because I honestly just didn't feel like getting into it, but after being pushed around all this time, I was kind of tired of it.
"It's okay, Shoto. I got this..."
Everyone turned to look at me.
"Dad," I said, "look... I realize that I don't deserve this-"
"But-" Shoto attempted to interject before I raised my hand, cutting him off.
"I know I don't deserve U.A.... I know I'm quirkless, and I know there's a huge chance that I won't accomplish anything as a hero..." I began to tear up, again realizing how much becoming a hero somehow meant to me. "I just feel this...drive... I feel like...I should at least try... All Might saw potential in me." I gestured to him. "He's the number one hero, and he believes in me... At the very least, I owe it to him to try... And I'm sorry, but I can't live this life you force me into! I'm tired of being a nobody! I want to make friends! I want to find love! I want to help people! I'm done being your failure!"
I felt better. I had finally told someone besides Shoto how I actually felt. Although, this did make me feel emotional. It was kind of difficult to say these things out loud, blatantly admitting how much of a failure I knew I was...
Awkward silence quickly filled the air, and Endeavor's eyes were burning with hatred.
Shoto placed his hand on my back and leaned closer.
"You good?" he whispered and I nodded.
"Do what you want!" Endeavor snarled as he turned and exited the room.
All Might stood up. "I'll go and speak with him," he said as he followed after Endeavor.
I knew All Might would be of no help. No offense to him, but there was no helping my father. When he was mad, he was mad, and he would only get over it when he felt like it. It was obvious he would take it out on myself, as well as Shoto, unfortunately... I would have to deal with that, and I wasn't looking forward to it.
"Well, anyhow," Mr. Principal continued. "You'll have to go through the normal tests everyone else had to go through, and you may be slightly behind in your classes, but I'm sure your brother will help you catch up," he smiled.
He seemed like a nice and considerate person, and I really wanted to pay attention to what he was saying, but I just felt upset and really wanted to talk to Shoto.
"Yeah, alright...uhm," I looked over at Shoto, "may I-"
"Go ahead, I can tell you're upset. Have a chat and we shall continue to discuss this when you return. Please, take your time."
I nodded and stood up from my chair. Shoto and I turned to bow and politely exited the room.
"Please excuse us," he said, turning to me once we were outside. "What's wrong? Are you alright?"
Was I? I wasn't really sure. I was kind of scared. I had never feared my father much, but the look in his eyes made me worry about where I would sleep that night. I knew Shoto wouldn't let him do anything to me, but there was only so much he could do! And I didn't want him getting hurt either. I just felt like this entire situation was going to become a whole big thing that I truly didn't want to deal with!
"I don't know if I can do this! Didn't you see how mad Dad was?! I-"
"Hey," his deep, overbearing voice shut me up immediately. "It's as simple as this; do you want this?"
"I don't know, Shoto, I-"
"Do you want this?"
"Yes!"
"Than fight for it. Fight for it with everything you have, if this is something you truly want."
"But, Dad-"
"Who gives a shit about Dad-"
"What did you just say, boy?!" Endeavor hollered, approaching behind us.
And this is when I knew the shit was about to hit the fan...
Shoto and I turned and saw All Might grab our father's shoulder, trailing closely behind him.
"Enji, you must calm yourself," All Might said. "If you can not-"
Endeavor shook his hand off and walked up to Shoto, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.
"You're gonna regret disrespecting me!"
Oh, shit! This was exactly what I didn't want to happen! This is what I was afraid of!
"Dad, chill out. Put Shoto down."
I attempted to stay calm, but couldn't help myself. I grabbed his arm and he attempted to shake me off, but I wouldn't let go.
"Dad, stop! Leave him alone!" I screeched.
Seem familiar?
"Enji, you have no right to grab a child like that!" All Might roared, grabbing him, once again, by the shoulder.
"You don't listen to anyone! What did I create you for if you're simply going to defy me?!" Endeavor spat in Shoto's face.
Shoto was limp in our father's grasp.
"Maybe if you were a decent human being, you would actually deserve your spot as the number two hero," Shoto said.
Why are you egging him on?! I thought.
He was seriously digging himself in one heck of a deep hole!
"What did you say?!"
"You heard me!"
Shoto, you idiot! Shut your mouth!
That's when Endeavor dropped Shoto, pulled his arm back, and swung his hand, hard as he could, clear across Shoto's face, knocking him on the floor.
"Shoto!" I screamed, and I saw All Might grab my father, but I didn't care about that.
I dropped down next to Shoto.
"Are you alright?"
I looked down at his face. It had gained a huge mark on the right side, which I knew would certainly leave a bruise.
"I'm fine," Shoto growled, mad enough to scare me.
I shot up and ran over to my father, angrily beating at his chest with my small fists. I was mad as hell! He really hurt my brother! This had nothing to do with Shoto, yet he was the one who got hurt! I wasn't only mad at Endeavor, I was mad at myself for letting this happen. Damn it!
Endeavor looked down at me hitting him and began to laugh.
"You foolish girl!" he chuckled, which made me want to beat the crap out of him even more.
"What is wrong with you?!" I cried, and that's when I realized I had tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Maybe if you were both decent children, there would be no need for this type of behavior!" Endeavor hollered.
It didn't matter! There was no excuse for this type of behavior! It was abuse! Well, his reputation had clearly become shit after that. Headlines were all over the news sources, and he lost his spot as the number two hero. Best Jeanist took his place, and Father wouldn't be allowed near us for a while, if not ever again. It was a good thing we had Fuyumi, who was, fortunately, an adult, capable of caring for us. As well was Natsuo.
"I am afraid to tell you, you must leave this building immediately!" All Might boomed, his hand tugging at Endeavor's arm.
"Get your hands off me, you fake hero!" Endeavor spat. "I have no problem leaving! I'm too ashamed of my children to be around them, anyways! And get your hands off me, girl!"
I was mindlessly hitting him. I was so enraged I couldn't control myself. I didn't even give a crap about what he was saying. I just needed a way to get out my anger towards him. But I began to weaken as I continued to strike him.
I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I knew it was Shoto's. I turned and wrapped my arms around him, more upset than I had been in a really long time.
"Calm down, it's alright," he said gently.
I probably looked like a mess, my tears soaking Shoto's shirt.
"I'm so sorry," I heard myself sob.
"Sam, it's not your fault."
I hugged him close, crying into his shoulder. I felt as if it was my fault. It was, wasn't it? I should have just stayed home, but no, I had to go and chase after my dreams, knowing the risk I was taking and how mad Father may have been...but I did it anyways! Why hadn't I thought this through?! I was so stupid, and I would never forgive myself.